Some feel I don’t exist
Never believing in what they see
Some feel that I am not fair
I leave no time for repentance
Tearing the vail Mending the vail
Tearing the vail
Some feel I bare the mark of man
A misguided philosophy
Some feel I kill for fun
I kill for life!
I can’t escape what Gaia’s left for me / No more
I can’t deny the lack of morality / No less
Need time to think need time to think
Need to spill blood so I can drink
Take what they give take what they give
Some feel I’m dead yet still I live
They don’t know I’m immortal.
They don’t know they’re just cattle.
They don’t know I’m eternal.